I should have known that if any girl was going to disobey an order, it would be you.

He reached up and tugged his ear. And I did the same.

She must have been debating staying in the line or forcing me to run home and change.

So far, I had a solid collection of my honest opinions.

He gave a dark chuckle. “But you’re not, so you had absolutely no qualms about kneeing me in the groin, right?” “I hit your thigh!” “Oh, please. A man doesn’t need that long to recover from a knee to the thigh,” he replied, his voice full of skepticism.

I've tried to make choices. You don't really trust me to.

Just head over to the risers, Lady America," she said. "You may sit anywhere you like. So you know, most of the girls have already claimed the front row." She looked sorry for me, as if she were delivering bad news. "Oh, thank you," I said, and went happily to take a seat in the back.